Friday, January 25, 2008

is he running detroit or is he working on a school project?

Has the world gone mad or is it just my perception of the world that is askew?!

The NYT endorsed Hillary. And they don't make up for it by publicly chastising Giuliani as it doesn't take a Pulitzer Prize winning newspaper to deduce he's been exploiting 9/11 this entire time. It's weak. Completely weak. Pulling out the experience card is just ludicrous! Why can't anyone see that Hillary Clinton would be the absolute worst thing for the Democratic Party? I'm a life long Democrat and I won't vote for her. She's a power hungry carpetbagger. And 8 years as first lady does not count as experience.

Alright, fine. I don't really have a good reason to hate her as much as I do. I'm not even that huge of an Obama fan as my true love was Kucinich and my lover-on-the-side is Edwards. But if I, an educated liberal white woman, despise her this much I can only imagine how the rest of the country will vote in the general election if she is the nominee. She's a bad idea. The whole thing is a bad idea. I can't help but think she's getting a fair amount of support from the DNC. I don't know if anyone remembers the past 2 presidential elections, but the DNC doesn't exactly have the best record when it comes to picking winners.

Plus this whole Kwame Kilpatrick scandal has me completely perplexed. What moronic elected official would be stupid enough to sexytext message his chief-of-staff repeatedly and then LIE about it on the stand?!? Oh wait! That would be the illustrious mayor of Detroit!

Sigh. Sigh. Sigh.

Have I mentioned it's January? And I hate January? Last night wasn't pretty. I forced myself to walk down the driveway in the freezing cold to check the mail and snag the garbage can as all I really wanted to do was curl up at 7pm and go to bed. I managed to stay awake long enough to finish watching Bonnie and Clyde (booooring!), 15 minutes of Grey's Anatomy (during which I just kept saying "Who's that? What's going on? Why do they seem to have a stash of crappy "indie" music to play randomly in the background?"), and the 10pm local news (The Kilpatrick story was worth staying up for. As was the Air Force reversing their original statement by saying they were in the area of that UFO last week in Texas. And the snack cake killing. That was good) only to end up more depressed by the news that next Monday we're in for rain and then more snow on Tuesday.

I decided it was a perfectly acceptable time to go to bed.

It shouldn't come as a surprise but as I somehow manage to keep up with Peter's reading pace we find ourselves disagreeing on the likability of characters. I really like Anna. He finds her manipulative and kind of evil. I think her husband is sort of weak and he sympathizes with him. I can't believe this is entirely a gender issue, but maybe it is. Maybe I cut Anna more slack on the moral ambiguity stuff because she is a woman of limited means enduring a loveless marriage with few options. There's this one scene where her husband finally confronts her and though uncomfortable I think it's dead on. Anna stands outside herself...watches herself lie to her husband and marvels at how much she doesn't really care. It's fascinating. And when she finally makes the decision to leave she is broken and knows she's morally corrupt. It's amazing.

The one character we seem to agree on is Levin. Levin's da bomb.

This weekend I am gloriously gloriously free. Tonight is another Friday night with the Traverac and I'll try and be less naughty than I was last week. I'm going to make an honest attempt at cleaning my apartment as Monday begins that whole 40 hour a week thing. I'm actually looking forward to it as it will keep me from focusing too much on it being the end of January. And the beginning of February.

Plus, it's 8 extra hours I get to spend with Internet access.

Not that I'm an addict. Or anything.

My name is Erin and I love MetaFilter.

1 comment:

metal said...

hehehe... carpetbagger... sexytext... mayor of detroit! dekkinga told me about this thing once upon a time: the drunkest person at any party counts as the mayor of detroit, and should be introduced as such. ladies and gentlemen, the mayor of detroit!